He fucked me with care and concern. I could feel the heat and throb of his meat muscle inside me and wondered how long he could last. Not too long I d...cided. I kissed him passionately and squeezed his intruding penetrating tool with my cunt. I fucked him hard, rolled and rocked my body around his prick. “Oh yes, oh yes! Fuck me hard! Oh yes harder! Faster!” I chanted in his ear. He responded. His thrusts were hard and fast, deep and penetrating. His skin gave off heat. Grunts came from his. A smile lights up her face, as Di clearly spots it too and comes over to help me out of them, before kneeling in front of me. “I do love your fat cock” she murmurs before gently stroking my shaft and cupping and squeezing my balls with her other hand."Now, let’s do some stuff today that your wife never lets you do, shall we? Lie on the bed John." A command rather than a request.I do as I’m told, again, feeling faintly ridiculous flat on my back, my cock twitching in the air, while Di reaches. "UUUHHHHHH FFFUCCKKK" she screamed as her body spasmed and wriggled in my arms. Her hips jerked forward a few times as her body tingled. "Uuhhh, mmmmmm that was needed." She cooed as she relaxed back against the kitchen wall.I pulled my finger out of her dripping pussy and put them to my mouth. Wow, she tasted great, like a sweet fruit. I sucked all her juice of my finger and she watched me with pure lust as I did so. "Taste good do I?" Like she actually had to ask."Yes, very much so!" I. "Only a little. I'm so horny." How horny, sweetheart?"She reaches down and lifts up the shirt and turns over to her stomach, slightly lifting her perfect ass towards my face. I decide not to tease her any further, and I run my right hand up between her legs until I feel the moisture gathering on the lips of her pussy. She pushes her ass back further, and my middle finger slides inside her. She gasps with pleasure. "I want to taste you," I whisper. "I want your tongue inside me," she says.I.